Although the text version sent by Yan Shan looked dry, she also sent a ten-minute video along with the text.
Looking at this angle, Yan Xianjue suspected that his second sister took the photo directly in the face.
He mourned for the security guard in his heart for 0.001 seconds without any guilt.
Shen Fangli covered her stomach with one hand, and rubbed her face with the other hand: "Oh my god, he can't be so obedient and eat it all, right?"
"It should be... not, right?" Yan Xianjue hesitated when he said this.
He coughed lightly, "I mean, no normal person would actually finish it, right?"
Shen Fangli nodded seriously: "Then do you think he is a normal person?"
"Are you cursing?" Yan Xianjue asked suspiciously.
Shen Fangli imitated the way he had just coughed lightly to cover himself up: “Haha, I just think that he seems to be quite afraid of your second sister.”
Yan Xianjue blinked, he felt that it might not be fear.
But he didn’t refute Shen Fangli: “Maybe, after all, my second sister is now his leader.”
After the two of them finished their long phone conversation and hung up, Yan Xianjue spent more than an hour completing his advanced mathematics homework.
He had already learned from Zhou Ye what those people were thinking.
He just wanted to say that these gang members really didn't read the teacher's instructions.
The school has uploaded some online course videos to the internal system. He just missed the first class. He just needs to go and take a look!
The first class didn’t cover anything difficult.
Is he the kind of unscrupulous boss who would leave everything to Ji Xi?
The next day, Yan Xianjue arrived at school carrying his advanced math homework in one hand and the butter biscuits baked by Shen Fangli in the other.
As soon as he entered the classroom, a group of people surrounded him and asked to borrow his advanced mathematics homework.
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows, seemingly smiling: "Homework?"
"I'm the one who didn't come to class. I remember you guys came to class, didn't you?"
"Homework and classes have no relevance, young master!"
Yan Xianjue's eyes were accurately fixed on the classmate who called him "young master".
"oh?"
He put his homework and cookies on the table and pointed his finger at the air: "Choose one of the two."
"My girlfriend baked it to thank you for helping her play dungeon that day."
"No, no, no, that's not necessary."
"You're welcome."
Everyone who had heard about Yan Xianjue's jealousy suspected that Yan Xianjue was conducting a sting operation.
Whoever chooses the cookie will be hung upside down on the school bell tower tomorrow.
Yan Xianjue lightly kicked the person closest to him and said, "Stop joking. Hurry up! She grilled too much and I can't finish it."
"Why do I feel something is wrong..."
"Me too……"
"Could it be another dark dish?"
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